Heck, I don’t even want marriage or promises (mine or hers) of sexual exclusivity.
It’s entirely someone else’s fantasy and leave me out of it.
Relevant ETA: gender = male
That is SOOO COOOOOL! 
sorry that I sound like a 12 year old.
If I ever get married, I want a 5 minute ceremony in front of a judge or whatever official marries people, followed by a simple party for family and friends involving barbecue, a bonfire, and a keg.
Neither my wife nor I wanted a wedding, so we didn’t have one. We lived together for 8 years and then got married at a courthouse so she could get on my health insurance. What’s annoying are the people who say “she really wanted a big wedding.” Uh, no she didn’t.
I had a big fancy Catholic wedding with 150+ guests, but it was mostly for my family and his (we both come from big families who all expected to attend). Even though I was happy to see all my family and many of our friends there, I think I would have been happy with something simpler, and so would my ex, who spent most of the reception drunk (I don’t blame him). I’ve also attended the just-as-huge weddings of my sisters. The last one to marry had a slightly simpler one in that both ceremony and reception took place at the same country club rather than in a huge church like mine and my other sisters’. My BILs all sort of stepped back and let my mom and sisters handle most of the details. I’m not sure what my bro wants for his wedding, which he and his fiancee are planning for next year, but right now it’s taking a backseat to the planning for my niece or nephew’s arrival at the end of this year.
No. Emphatically do not want expensive wedding. Every one I’ve been a participant in (still single) was for a friend who was getting hitched. None were over the top, but good God in heaven the lead up to the wedding has the womenfolk fussing and fighting and whipping up bad feelings over so much damn bullshit. A 10 minute ceremony in the garden and a BBQ with DJ is more than needed, no gifts. No more than $2k spent and a long afternoon with the kids running around like morons in the backyard and the old folks comparing ailments. In short, a double sized family get together with a lot of amateur photographers.
I went to a Big Gay Quaker Wedding last summer. It was very nice. I could totally have something like that (other than the gay part). There were lots of people, but it was not extravagant. Inexpensive, but not cheap. Having a nice party for friends and family isn’t a bad thing. Picking china patterns? Um, no.
Oh . . . your florist showed *up? *Good for you! :mad:
Yikes. Still married?
This sounds like me. I didn’t want the wedding at all. I’m not at all “girly,” I really hadn’t spend five minutes thinking about what my “dream wedding” would be like, we were college students getting married after graduation so we didn’t have a lot of money, and he has an enormous, close-knit religious family and I have a small, loving but fairly not-demonstrative, not-terribly-religious family. I wanted to go to Vegas (which, incidentally, is what both our sets of parents had done, so it would have been “traditional”) but he wanted to have a church wedding.
We compromised–small wedding in our local college town church, about 75 people (we limited the guest list severely, to avoid having literally two or three hundred of his various family members and about…oh…10 of mine). Even that was really too much for me. He agreed later that eloping would have been easier, and nice. 
We’re still married 20 years later, so I guess it “stuck.”
I definitely wanted a wedding, though I didn’t care too much about the details. I just wanted to get married in front of my extended family, whom I love. So I thought it turned out great.
This. I’m getting married in May.
I don’t give a shit whether the centerpieces need dark peach or burnt umber petals. I do care if the chicken is good.
I don’t care if our save-the-dates match our wedding “theme” - actually, for that matter, I don’t care what the theme is or if we have one. I do care if the DJ plays unedited hip-hop songs in front of my grandmother.
I don’t care if we light a unity candle or pour sand into a jar or go at it right there on the altar (okay, maybe that last one). I do care if the bar has enough Patron for the traditional groom’s toast my circle of friends always does.
I don’t care if the bridesmaids’ dresses complement her wedding dress, and I don’t care if my groomsmen don’t all own patent leather shoes. I do care if my tuxedo pants are too short to fall over my shoes properly, for some reason.
I don’t care if people think the decorations and wedding favors are the height of good taste and style. I do care if they have a good time.
I want a wedding and I want it to be extravagant. I can’t wait to be able to arrange all of the tiny details that other people are complaining about. I want to pick all of the colors for everything and the clothes and what have you. I especially want to design all of the groomsmen’s outfits because too many weddings have boring, generic black and white tuxes for all the men.
As a kid (and still now) I was always awed by looking through the photo album of my parents’ wedding. It was a truly epic production; they got married in 1983, I think, and my dad wore a blinding all-white suit. Not a tux, but a tailored suit with a vest and necktie. My mom had a gigantic flowing lacy dress. Both of them were, by any objective standard, exceptionally attractive people; they still are, but when they were in their 20s they looked like a pair of J. Crew models. All of the other men at the wedding wore similar tailored suits like my dad’s, but of different bizzaro 80s colors. My uncle, his brother, wore a salmon-pink suit; others wore teal and pastel-blue. The stereotypical Miami Vice colors, and many people now would probably think it looked ridiculous, but I always thought it was amazing how different it looked compared to most of the weddings I’ve seen.
They sure hated living with each other, but man, their wedding must have been a spectacle.
[slight hijack] I watch ‘Say Yes to the Dress’ as a voyeuristic look into a completely alien world and I hear the women say things like “ever since I was a little girl, this is the wedding I imagined”. “Ever since I had my daughter, I’ve been waiting to go wedding dress shopping with her.” I just boggle. [/sh]
Nope, not really. It’s not just the wedding part, I’m not sure I want the marriage that goes with it either. I really just want a sexy concubine. Or several.